Camouflage of life

The world has shown me many faces. Some of them were friendly, others not really. The most interesting faces were those who had masks on them. They were trying to show me the brighter side of their soul but when I had a closer look, I could see the rotting side which was hidden as it was hideous. I  don't mind when people hide their true self. The only reason they are doing so is, they are aware of who they are. I don't mind the hideous side too. They were created that way. I just hate spending my time on them, the time which was mine, the emotions whose value I will never get back. I hate the deep sinking feeling of the dark space in my heart which pulls me in the shadows every time I think of them I feel lost. Wherever I see, I can only see fake smiles. The only faces which turn to me are shallow and mean. They are people who would run over me if they have to for their own sake. The world full of people has suddenly turned into a strange place. I can see faces but I

Remember how it happened. Remember when it happened. Remember why it happened. You were too good to trust. You were too good to believe. Remember that the innocence matures one day. Remember that human emotions are nothing but a lost investment. The people you trust and love will outgrow you one day. And when that happens... Remember, it's going to hurt. So what do I do then? The question is haunting. Remember that there is no answer to it. You had loved because you believed. You had trusted because you were heard. The emotions grew because there was space. The hard truth is... You forgot to remember that it was you who let all that happen...

Know yourself and know nothing... The journey had begun when you were in sleep. People told you to  do something You had no idea and had no will... At the horizon, you see a sun setting... Why is the time running, when you have done nothing.. Soon the moment will pass and you will know nothing That you wanted to do and had your will... Soon you will lie on the bed of dreams... Don't die right now, your soul will scream... But nature knows no voices and grim... Just the fact, create and redeem...

The world is a big place for a single human being. Imagine a world with only you in it in all its vastness and grandeur. What would you do if it is your day 1 today, and exactly 100 years later you are supposed to leave it. You might not come up with many ideas. It's creepy when you have to live alone. Now remember all those people who are leading it or have led it in some way or the other. Only when you step in their shoes will you know that it's not an easy job. Yet somehow they are doing a pretty great job. I have known people living in their own fantasy world where they are changing anything and everything about themselves and their surrounding. But I have known fewer of them to have taken any actions to do so in real life. I have seen even fewer to have been successful in their endeavour. What is sad is people with great abilities taking a sideline and stepping back. When these guys do not take any action, those with lesser abilities but greater confidence take ov

It is never perfect. Life is all about chances. Some get it, some don't. It doesn't mean that one is above other. As far as I have seen it, those who really deserve it, seldom get it. Still what you make of what you have is in your hands. But sometimes you also have to let things go. And by letting go I mean only letting go of what is not in your control. If something is still in your control, I cannot force enough, keep working for it. You have around 100 years on this Earth. And trust me, its a long time. Instead of getting bored with normal life, make it spicy with strange innovations. Anyway world is dying. In some years nobody will even exist around to recollect what was the world all about. Rules are good. And I don't think they are meant to be broken. They are meant to design and shape the dream you see with open eyes. How you use the rules is the main issue? Everything does not need to have meaning. Alot of times, its just a human's fragment of imagination.

The theory behind life is an uncomprehending one. We are all running and fighting to win the race. We even make sacrifices in the name of winning. We are all thinking about the only thing. "Success". Be it love, be it career, be it financial, be it social, name whatever you may...we are all just running for it. The only thing we don't realise is that, it is not what we are running for... It is what we are running from... When you sleep at night, do you hug all your money or fame??? I don't think so... What you do is, lie down on bed and close your eyes thinking about the good things that happened throughout the day. And believe me when I say this, that none of the memories are of the times when you had to force a laugh. It would be a moment of pure happiness... The only thread that would have genuinely made the day worth it. If you are unable to find it, then, there is no reason for you to continue to do what you have been doing so far. Life

Let my misty eyes dream. It's tired of reality.